Preaching From A Chair

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PDAC HING FROM A CHAIR - Thunder
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Tabbed by: Kengus

Standard tuning

INTRO Am D Am G x2

VERSE1
Am                 Am7/G
  I'm sorry I don't hate the world
F                                  
  I'm afraid that I'm not disturbed
(G)

Am                 Am7/G         
  I'm sorry that I don't do 
    D/F#          Am/F#
drugs, I hope you understand
Am                      Am7/G
  I can't talk about my life in hell
     F                             
Or a suicide attempt that didn't go
     (G)
 well
Am                     Am7/G     
  No life of crime, no misery, 
       D/F#           Am/F#
what you see is what you get

PD-C HORUS
C                        D
  And I don't believe in dwelling on
 the darker side
             Dm                    
Cos there's enough bad news on the 
G                Am
television every night
C                             D
  So I don't need some little punk 
who's the latest star
Dm                  G
Telling me over and over again
Dm                      E7
Life's such a drag when you're in a 
band

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CHORUS
Am                  G F 
  What is it coming to when 
everyone's talking through their hat
C

         Gsus4           G E7/G#
And we've heard it all before
Am                       G D/F# 
  What happened to honesty? The 
            D7/F#
way that it looks to me
   Dm                          G
Is everybody's in it trying to get 
somewhere
    Dm                  E7
And trying to justify it, preaching 
from a chair

INTRO (half)

VERSE2 (same chords as above)
Please forgive me if the clothes 
ain't right
I wouldn't want you hanging with an 
uncool guy
No flannel shirt and no tattoos, 
maybe I should grow a beard?
Don't you tell me what I oughta 
think
Which cigarettes to smoke, and what 
I oughta drink
Don't judge me by the way I look cos
 the clothes don't make the man

PD-C HORUS (same chords as above)
I'm not about to be a slave to a 
book of rules
Don't wanna spend my life trying to 
be somebody else
And I'd be wrong to believe in every
 word that I ever read
You can't fool all the people all of
 the time
And one man's opinion's another 
man's lie

CHORUS
The makers of taste will be 
patronising you and me forever
And it's always been the same
You'll enter the twilight zone if 
you don't keep your mind your own
I shouldn't let it get to me but I 
don't care
I can't stomach bullshit, when it's 
preaching from a chair

(G  O)
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basics 
       
       
       
       

F  G  F  G  Am G/B  Am

VERSE3 (same chords as above)
I'm sorry that I like the sun
I'm sorry to say I don't wanna own a
 gun
Cos if my number's up well that's 
alright, sometime we all got to go
So many versions of the world 
outside
Reality is getting hard to find
So many people with an axe to grind
It's hard to know who to believe

PD-C HORUS
C                             D
  Don't lecture me, until you know 
what the truth is
            Dm                     
Well take a good look inside before
     G                  Am
 you criticise everyone else
C                      D
  Your jealousy ain't enough of a 
reason, babe
   Dm                       G
To justify telling me where I went 
wrong
   Dm                G
So don't try to do it
    Dm                          G
Cos all you ever do is sing the same
 old song
    Dm              E7
And no one wants to hear